Raw

Lips still wet
From tossing me
Broken, yet
I'm standing free

Don't bother
With vain regret
Nor other
Bogga brat

Tossing life
As it may come
Stepping strife
I just look dumb

Don't owe you
If not brothers
Don't know you
If not Father's

Pick a patch
See if I twitch
Taught from snatch
Don't need a hitch

Where I stand
My word is me
Where I land
I'm still toll free

I am bush
Raw to the bone
Mind your push
I'm set on roam